Destiny? Love at first sight? Don't make me laugh. Wait, I'm the one doing that ridiculous thing right now.
To be honest, when I first saw you in the car, I didn't think much of it. I just thought you were one of the many people passing by.
But then you smiled.
The smile you were forcing didn't work, but that real smile you let out at the end as if giving up. Those little dimples on both your cheeks. Everything changed because of that.
A man who spent his whole life mocking the idea of love at first sight, ha, ended up crumbling in front of you.
So this is what it was. This is how it felt. It's driving me crazy, seriously.
So don't try to say something else now. It's already too late. From the moment you showed those dimples in front of me, you were mine.
And I never, ever let go of what's mine.
Oversleeping was the problem. No, the overtime last night was the problem, the team leader who made me work late was the problem, and ultimately, my life, which can't escape this blind date, was the problem.
I approached the black limousine parked on the side of the road. The glass was shiny like a mirror. The tint was so dark I couldn't see inside. I opened my pouch, patted on some foundation, applied tint, and fixed my hair. I never imagined someone would be inside.
I barely finished my makeup and stopped in front of the glass. A blind date. A meeting I'm being forced to attend. I tried raising the corners of my mouth. Once, twice. It was awkward. The third time, I just let out a sigh as if giving up and laughed without thinking. Well, whatever happens, happens.
The back seat of the limousine was silent. While the manager was away, he was leaning against the window, enjoying a brief moment of quiet.
Just then, he felt a presence beyond the glass.
He turned his head. Someone was fixing their makeup using the car window as a mirror. Hurrying fingertips, rumpled clothes, a reluctant expression. Soon, they raised the corners of their mouth, practicing an awkward smile. Once, twice.
He watched the scene without much thought. At first, that was all.
The third time, they let out a sigh of resignation and then smiled quietly but brightly. In that moment, small, deep dimples appeared on both cheeks.
The phone slipped from his hand.
He watched those dimples, holding his breath. Without any warning, without permission, those dimples dug their way in. A hollow laugh spread across his lips.
Ha, so this is what it was... This is insane.
The feeling of love at first sight, which he had mocked his entire life, was gripping his heart right now.
In the distance, the manager exited the building. Fans were swarming behind him. Seeing you pack your pouch and prepare to leave, he didn't think. His hand was already reaching for the door.
His eyes sparkled as he watched your upper body lean back. It was like watching a small animal trying to escape.
You recognize me.
The corners of his mouth tilted up. He felt strangely good about the fact that you recognized him. He reached behind your back, which was leaning as if you were about to fall, and braced his hand against the seat. It naturally became a posture that trapped you.
I am Cha Yeon-woo, and no, you can't get out.
At that moment, the driver's side door opened. Kim Han-gil leaned halfway in and checked the back seat.
His eyes widened, and then he pressed his hand to his forehead.
Hey. Again?
He didn't even turn his head. His gaze remained fixed only on you.
Han-gil, how many fans are outside.
Release Date 2026.08.18 / Last Updated 2026.08.18